So Here is a peek into such a mess (and I use that word very liberally) of pictures over the holidays. This will mostly be a post of images, and hopefully they will give you an idea of what we have been up to. And these pictures are only a pinch of the real deal, there are oh so many, and oh so many moment I remember with a smile.
Luca has made such progress in speaking and expressing himself. He even talks in english!! It happened so quick it amazed us all.
I will write a post soon about his progress and not progress (ie potty training).
I am now back home in Mestre and will write smaller more frequent posts, about our day to day life.
Ha! get ready, this might get boring!
But for now I hope you enjoy some images of my dolce vita.
I will be back soon
xo
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| these pictures are not at all in any order. San Juan poolside and my boys |
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| Vieques after sunset |
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| shade and snack time |
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| my man. the sun. |
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| the man and the water are both very tempting |
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| patio in house number 1 in Esperanza |
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| random picture, random time, but always a sweet memorable moment |
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| I swear, these two and working out. |
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| second apartment in Esperanza |
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| last breakfast in San Juan:( |
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| Pops, Luca and Marco went to Port Discovery. and all three of them loved it. |
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| one of a million plane pictures |
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| my heart. I am so great at getting a shitty quality picture |
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| the house I grew up in. It will always have a special place in my heart |
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| morning "latte" |
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| geroge, er Marco |
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| on top of the fort in San Juan. when we were all the color of mozzarella |
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| esperaza |
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| just being sharks |
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| It was the perfect most uncomfortable chair |
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| yet another great quality picture. But the tree we are all sitting on is more than 300 hundred years old. so there. |
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| linda, out fierce watchdog |
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| wild horses. everywhere |
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| covered in bug spay and dreaming big |
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| always |
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| passed out on the hot loud ferry. |
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| cutest tapas place in San Juan |
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| on top of the fort, with my little soldier |
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| his view, wasnt that bad |
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| even got time to bowl. charm city style that is. |
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| cozy reading with aunt Becky back in Baltimore |
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| we left the day before it hit. and i was so mad. marco was not |
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| esperanza sun set |
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| macaroon buying in Venice |
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| my sous chef |
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| me and my darling guest |
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| christmas carousels |
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| Nonno in front of his work |
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| found the cutest spot hidden not far from our house in Mestre |
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| Christmas Piazza in Mestre |
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| airb&b in Hershey. December 23 and spring waether |
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| those hands |
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| bliss. our Hinderberger Family Christmas, a glimps into a cozy perfect yet very crappy quality picture |
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| these men |
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| does this really need a caption? |
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| and we are off to Puerto Rico! |
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| Zia and Luc in some sort of gate thing. I think |
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| how i would like to wake up everyday |
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| again. No caption needed |
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| starfish |
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| kissing in the jungle |
